The being floated aimlessly above the abyss's watery void.

"Ah, what do we have here," he spoke aloud to himself.

The corpse of a broken worker drone covered with human flesh surfaced the water under the being.

"Cyn.... Interesting name," he said, psychically scanning the drone's memory banks. "But I care not." Welcome to your new hell, Cyn. Cyn.... Yes, I do like that name. A shame it will not last." The being laughed to itself.

"Hmm.... I have a feeling my old friend would make members of your universe.... 'React' to something, as he would put it. Or perhaps he already has. Perhaps they are doing that as I speak. Yes, most likely. Now then, let us make you one again."

October 23, 2024